Thursday, March 27, 2008

Love is a burning desire,That makes your heart light on fire,Love is being with you,Someone saying I love you too,Love is your tender kiss,Something you don't want to miss,Love is you and me,And that is all I see.

I'd like to run awayFrom you,But if you didn't comeAnd find me ...I would die.

Love is like a bed of roses, there are many thorns.The path to true happiness lies in learning to avoid the thorns, while enjoying the roses.

We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can only fly embracing each other.What 'love' is I don't know if it's not the response of our deepest natures to one another.

You will never know true happinessuntil you have truly loved,and you will never understandwhat pain really isuntil you have lost it.

To live is like to love -all reason is against it,and all healthy instinct for it.

To be in love is merely to beIn a state of perpetual anesthesia:To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek godOr an ordinary young woman for a goddess.

I love thee, I love but theeWith a love that shall not dieTill the sun grows coldAnd the stars grow old.

The greatest thing you'll ever learnIs to love and be loved in return.

What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.